And there were still nights when I would wake up thinking Fiona was laying next to me. I would have to clear my eyes and take a good look at the woman...lying next to me to realize that she was not Fiona.I never told any of my girls about that particular problem.Speaking of my girls, the weddings we had discussed worked out mostly without problems. We would invite in each of the girls families for the week leading up to the day of the wedding. The following week would be just me and whichever of. " Well, you need to start thinking about it, Junior, an' make time to discuss it. We need you here." Later, Marcus." Count on it." There was a sharp click and JD slammed the phone down then held his breath for the count of ten. His older brother could tick him off faster than anyone else in the world. Always could.He composed himself and left his office. He paused at Ms. Johnson's desk, "If my brother, Mr. McElroy calls again, take a message. I don't want to be disturbed unless Miss. Sullivan. ”“That’s the one I was going to grab, if Sammy didn’t have these in her truck,” I said as I saw the top-of-the-line Ibanez guitar in Jenn’s lap.After Sammy and I had the ukulele and twelve-string guitar in our laps, respectively, Cathy softly asked in our general direction, “What are you going to play?”“I’m not sure. Any suggestions?” I replied as I looked at Jennifer and Sammy.“Not really,” Sammy said with a glum look on her face. Jennifer simply shook her head negatively in response. “Just. She turned on the TV and was greeted with hardcore porn playing. She froze while holding the remote in her hand. I smiled. I had intentionally planned that. I said, ?Ops! I must have accidentally left that playing from last night when I was masturbating.? Then we started talking about porn, masturbation, and sex.We sat on the couch and I put on a really long group-sex porn from my collection. I had to be careful though. If she freaked out, I would have to catch her and drag her downstairs. It.